Back in 2002 as a doctor

Isn't it good to enjoy the victory quietly?

"Xiao Zhou, Professor David Smith of Mayo should be undergoing surgery." Deng Ming said shyly.

"Yeah." Zhou Congwen nodded, walked through the corridor with Deng Ming, and walked all the way to the operating room, "Ask, if they need help, I... let's go up and try. If not, then do it first. "

"Do you think Professor David Smith would agree?"

"If he is a thoracic surgeon, I think he will agree." Zhou Congwen smiled. "As a thoracic surgeon, who wouldn't want to see the double sleeve resection of the right upper lobe under the thoracoscope?"

Deng Ming was persuaded by Zhou Congwen's heresy.

That's right, as a thoracic surgeon, who wouldn't want to see the most difficult surgical procedures?

Sleeve cut, double sleeve cut, double sleeve cut of the right upper lobe!

I want to see it, my boss wants to see it, and Professor David Smith probably wants to see it too.

There are top-level surgeons, and if it fails, it is great to switch to thoracotomy. Anyway, if you continue to do so, you will still need thoracotomy.

"What if they don't want to watch and only care about face?" Deng Ming asked with a frown.

"Then I should be allowed to do it." Zhou Congwen said casually, "I also failed, which proves that it's not that they couldn't complete the laparoscopic sleeve surgery, it's just bad luck."

Deng Ming was speechless, Zhou Congwen knew all these trivial thoughts, and he said it without paying attention.

Then there is no problem, Deng Ming just wonders where Zhou Congwen's upper limit is.

While looking at Zhou Congwen's back, he followed Zhou Congwen all the way to the operating room.

After taking off the white clothes, changing hats and masks, the two went to the next surgery room.

The atmosphere in the operating room was very tense, Chu Yuntian only brought the anesthesiologist, and the instrument nurse and the itinerant nurse were all from the Second Hospital of the Medical University.

The itinerant nurse even walked on tiptoe, for fear that a little noise would be heard, which would anger the global giants of the Mayo Clinic.

The operation encountered a problem, and the confrontation operation in the next-door operation room has ended, and anyone with a little eyebrow knows to try to make himself disappear.

"Professor David, are you switching to thoracic surgery?" Zhou Congwen came behind Professor David Smith and glanced at the thoracoscope screen, and asked in American English with a Minnesota accent.

"Damn little nodules, there must be a small amount of air inside, which makes CT images invisible." Professor David Smith complained.

But after he finished speaking, he immediately looked back at Zhou Congwen.

"Can I have a try before switching to thoracotomy?" Zhou Congwen asked.

Professor David Smith was stunned, staring at Zhou Congwen as if looking at a fool.

Does he know what he's talking about?

"you……"

"I'm the operator in the next room." Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "Want to see a successful double-sleeve resection of the right upper lobe?"

"!!!" A series of exclamation marks rose above Professor David Smith's head.

"How is it possible! This is the upper right lung, not the upper left!" Chu Yuntian replied angrily.

He thought Zhou Congwen was here to provoke.

But Zhou Congwen had stepped down, which meant that the operation next door had ended, and Chu Yuntian's face was particularly ugly.

The challenge task failed, and everything he did became a joke, which was widely circulated in the domestic thoracic surgery field.

Chu Yuntian was very distressed, especially when Zhou Congwen came to laugh at him, the anger in his heart soared.

"Yes, the double-sleeve lobectomy of the right upper lung is difficult, but it is not impossible. I am 70% sure. Now, let me ask again, can I have a try?" Zhou Congwen asked plainly road.

"What should I do if I fail!" Chu Yuntian reproached Zhou Congwen's words.

"Anyway, thoracoscopic surgery should be converted to thoracotomy. If it fails, open the chest again. In terms of the result, there is no difference." Zhou Congwen said casually.

"..."

Chu Yuntian felt that what Zhou Congwen said made sense, but something was wrong, and he didn't know how to refute it for a while.

"Professor David, Mayo has never performed laparoscopic double-sleeve resection of the right upper lung." Zhou Congwen said, "Would you like to take a look?"

Facing Zhou Congwen's words, Professor David Smith thought for a few seconds and nodded, "Then you have a try, if it doesn't work, switch to open chest surgery and do pneumonectomy."

"Teacher!" Chu Yuntian shouted in surprise.

"We don't want the whole right lung of the patient to be cut off, don't we?" Professor David Smith shrugged and looked at Chu Yuntian.

Chu Yuntian wanted to explain something, but his next words were interrupted.

"I've made a decision, let your surgeons have a try." Professor David Smith took out the equipment, put it down, and looked back at Zhou Congwen, "Young man, your spoken English is really good, and your Minnesota accent makes me feel better." I feel like I'm back at the Mayo Clinic."

Chapter 0587 Talented

On the projection screen in the conference room, the operation was temporarily suspended.

Huang Lao slowly closed his eyes, "Shen Lang, come and pinch my temples."

Hearing Elder Huang calling him, Shen Lang hurried up, kept bowing his head, and apologized to the seniors sitting behind Elder Huang.

The second row is full of big cows from the imperial capital and the devil's capital. They watched in astonishment when a little doctor was summoned by Huang Lao, as if he was calling his own grandson, and they were all envious.

Shen Lang cautiously walked behind Huang Lao in a narrow passage made by the bosses.

"Old Huang, let's do it from Wenneng." Shen Lang asked worriedly.

Elder Huang closed his eyes comfortably, and asked after ten seconds, "When Zhou Congwen performed laparoscopic esophageal cancer resection, do you think he can do it?"

"No." Shen Lang said truthfully.

"why?"

"Our third hospital has done radical resections for esophageal cancer before, but not too many. I have seen less than ten cases. Don't blame me if I'm wrong." Shen Lang tried his best to be cute, first to find compensation for himself.

Shen Lang's big heart is actually very courageous, but today's situation is different. The seniors and bosses of the thoracic surgery department gathered in the room. Shen Lang is a small fish, and he dare not even breathe.

But he was worried about Zhou Congwen, so he dared to speak in a low voice.

"Let's chat casually, what are you doing?" Huang Lao said with a smile.

"Radical resection of esophageal cancer is too difficult. Not only thoracoscopic surgery is required, but also laparoscopy. You know, in our primary hospital, laparoscopy can only cut the appendix. Gallbladder operations are rare."

"I graduated with Congwen and was assigned to the Third Hospital. I have never seen him complete a laparoscopic operation independently."

"So I don't think it's possible at all."

Shen Lang told the truth, and uttered all his doubts in front of Mr. Huang.

Academician Chu beside Mr. Huang had a deeper understanding of Zhou Congwen from Shen Lang's words.

It turned out that he really wasn't a surgical beast carefully prepared by Huang Lao.

As for accepting Zhou Congwen as a student at that time, it seems like a joke now.

"Simulation, do you understand these two words?" Elder Huang suddenly asked.

Shen Lang shook his head directly, "I don't understand."

"Some people don't need to have surgery. When they watch others undergo surgery, they can simulate a lot of information in their minds. This is also called talent, and it's a gift from the patriarch." Huang Lao said lightly.

"Uh..." Shen Lang didn't understand at all.

"Zhou Congwen is this kind of person. He is very talented. I really want to know whether he is stronger now or me when I was young." Mr. Huang smiled slightly. list."

Shen Lang, academician Chu, and the surrounding directors of thoracic surgery from the imperial capital and the magical capital all quieted down, listening to Mr. Huang's recounting of the past.

"I went to the Cleveland Clinic, where I saw a lot of new equipment. The local doctors were also very friendly to me and gave me a lot of convenience. I lived there for less than a month. The machine is broken...not to mention this, as I get older, I always think of many old things."

Huang Lao paused, "I saw brand-new thoracic surgery and cardiac surgery, and saw many surgical procedures. There were no surgical videos at that time, and I only watched many surgical procedures once."

"Then it was time. After returning to China, I made a general feeling for each technique, and made some improvements based on the domestic conditions at that time."

"No one taught these things. I figured them out with the doctors and nurses in my team."

Shen Lang was in awe.

In the past, Huang Lao was just an abstract concept in Shen Lang's impression.

He is Taishan Beidou and Dinghaishenzhen in domestic cardiothoracic surgery.

Mr. Huang was the first to perform many surgeries, and then popularized them in the clinic. 912 also became a blessed place in the eyes of cardiothoracic surgeons.

But when Mr. Huang narrated the process, Shen Lang clearly read it once, and he could do it by himself after thinking about it. The meaning contained in this sentence is not simple.

If it's for me, let alone watching, even if someone teaches me personally, I won't make rapid progress within a year or two.

Wang Chengfa had a saying at the wine table established in the Department of Thoracic Surgery - no matter how stupid a person is, I will let him operate for three years, can he still learn to operate?

But Mr. Huang doesn't need to teach, he just "simulates" by himself.

At that time, Mr. Huang was over 50 years old, and he still had such a strong learning ability.

"I always tell Deng Ming to believe in talent. Mr. Yu uses his brain to calculate nuclear explosion data. This is the top talent. My little talent is nothing, and it is incomparable with Mr. Yu."

The more humble Huang Lao was, the more Shen Lang admired him.

Huang always compares himself with the top talents in the world, as for himself... Shen Lang is a man of strength, he can only smile.

"Zhou Congwen is also this kind of person. Now, his talent seems to be about the same as mine. The main reason is that he has caught up with the good times. I really... envy."

"Good time?" Shen Lang asked subconsciously.

"Yes." Huang Lao said, "Now all kinds of surgical videos are popping up like mushrooms after rain, and there is also the Internet. Things that were impossible to do on the Internet before have become possible."

"If I had these things when I was young, I would definitely not have such a little achievement now."

Hearing Huang Lao's words, everyone was dumbfounded.

If Huang Lao's achievements are only a little bit, then... what is a huge achievement?

This is what Huang Lao said himself, but after careful consideration, it seems that this sentence is a bit showing off, but also a little unconvinced.

Huang Lao seemed to have the idea of ​​competing for supremacy after watching Zhou Congwen's operation, but unfortunately he was already old and couldn't keep up with his hand, eye, and body skills.

If they were dozens of years younger, wouldn't it be a fight between dragons and tigers?

Soon, someone thought of the word "talent" Huang Lao said.

Someone looked up in a daze, staring blankly at the no longer projected screen opposite Huang Lao.

Is it all because of talent to perform sleeve surgery with laparoscopic surgery?

This is completely different from the various experiences summed up in the clinic. In the past, everyone believed that surgery was a job that practice makes perfect.

But practice makes perfect can't explain why Zhou Congwen can perform laparoscopic sleeve surgery proficiently.

Still talented!

Some directors sighed deeply and shook their heads slightly.

"Do you think Zhou Congwen can use a laparoscopy to remove the double cuffs?" Huang Lao asked calmly.

Shen Lang chuckled, but didn't answer.

"I guess, he can do it." Huang Lao suddenly stood still, the figure on the screen shook, and Zhou Congwen had finished brushing his hands and stood in the position of the surgeon in front of the operating table.

"What do you say?"

Huang Lao didn't know whether he was asking Shen Lang or Academician Chu next to him for his last sentence.

Everyone was silent, holding their breath as they watched this talented young man, who was full of praise from Mr. Huang, perform the operation.

Chapter 0588 Exactly the same words

Thousands of people crowded into the large meeting room of 500 people.

Directors of cardiothoracic surgery from all over the country gathered in the provincial capital with their elite soldiers. At the beginning, everyone was a little reserved, thinking that surgery must be a long process, a protracted battle, and it is possible to do it in a day.

Out of respect for Mr. Huang, everyone agreed to watch the operation separately, so that the number of people in the conference room was a little smaller.

But today's demonstration operation was performed extremely quickly. Just after lunch time, the formal operation has been completed.

According to the meeting procedure, Huang Lao stood in front of the rostrum at this moment, introduced the surgeon to everyone, and then had lunch, and the National Society announced the victory.

Except for the old man, no one expected that the demonstration operation would be performed so quickly. You must know that at least 2/3 of the people present would not be able to perform the sleeve surgery!

And after switching to thoracoscopy, almost 100% of people will not do it.

Just like that, the operation was over at lunch time, and the speed was so fast that it made people crazy.